In a life that feels like a race
That feels like
The first sound recalled
Is the starting shot
Of the gun
Then the charge to run
Fast
Faster
Don’t stop
Don’t rest
Don’t you dare
Rest
Catch up
Pass if you can
Overtake
Or you will be
Overtaken
I’m going to stop running now
It’s time to walk
Because it is seeming like a trick
There was never going to be a finish line anyway
Was never going to be a place for celebration
Never going to be permission to rest
Just a constant striving
A never ending sprint
I’m going to slow down now
Take my time
Enjoy the view
Actually notice
There is a view
To enjoy
Wish the crowds
Rushing by me well
Bask in the breeze
They make
As they pass